Life Thru A Lens

A Amaj7 Wake up on sunday morning and everything feels so boring G D/F# Is that where it ends live your life through a lens D Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black F she shouldn`t wear this he shouldn`t wear that C G A* Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends D Fashion tardis down at quo vadis F who laughs the longest who drives the hardest C G D Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends F#m F E Just because I ain`t double barelled don`t mean D# D C# I haven`t travelled well, can`t you tell! F#m F E D# D A Oh no it`s quite appaling your conversation is boring as hell, oh well! (A) Amaj7 Wake up on Sunday morning and everything feels so boring G D/F# Is that where it ends with your life through a lens A Amaj7 And now your boyfriend`s suspicious so go home and wash the dishes Bm Bm/A E G D A And wash them well so he can`t tell She`s looking real drab just out of rehab I`m talking football she`s talking ab fab Your clothes are very kitch just because your daddy is rich You sound so funny with your voice all plummy Now your cheque`s just bounced better run to your mummy And you know it`s a class act she`ll never ask for it back F#m F E Just because I ain`t double barelled don`t mean D# D C# I haven`t travelled well, can`t you tell! A Amaj7 Mix with the local gentry and don`t crash Tarquin`s Bentley G D/F# I`ll take the bends with our life thru a lens A Amaj7 You`re scared of the poor and needy is that why you`re all inbreedy? Bm Bm/A E G D A They`re just like you, they need love too Zw.Spiel: Amaj7 G F (p.m.) A Amaj7 Wake up on Sunday morning and everything feels so boring G D/F# Is that where it ends with your life through a lens A Amaj7 And now your boyfriend`s suspicious so go home and wash the dishes G D/F# And wash them well so he can`t tell Outro: A Amaj7 G F G A*